After Yiran obtained Tao Zang, he read many Taoist and Buddhist classics. There were basically no practitioners in that world, and these classics became "superstitious" in the eyes of the world.
But it has to be said that many plots in novels are extended from these "superstitious" contents.
Among the many records, they all have the same saying, that is, you need to practice as early as possible.
When the root bone is not fully formed when you are young, practice can shape the root bone and improve its potential.
Practicing in middle age not only improves cultivation, but also condenses Qi and blood to increase life span.
But once you pass the prime of life, your energy, blood, and bones will go downhill, and it depends entirely on your cultivation to maintain your breath.
This is why it’s harder to break through as you get older.
Because of the lack of Qi and blood, it is no longer enough to exert full combat power in the battle, let alone a breakthrough that requires the baptism of heavenly tribulation.
Therefore, strong qi and blood are the firewood that constitutes a practitioner's fighting power. Without firewood, there is no fire.
A person's Qi and blood will change from weak to strong and then weak with age, and the same goes for the speed of recovery from injuries.
After the prime of life, a monk's combat power often begins to decline. This is why Huang Dong can fight six people by himself.
In addition to the fact that he is a genius who possesses the Earth-level Golden Dragon Spirit Mansion, there is another reason.
It's just that for the great ancestor, at his age and position, he usually only acts as a deterrent, and it is almost impossible to get off the field and participate in the battle.
But as long as there is a fight, it will definitely mean that the Huang family has encountered a huge crisis, and the opponent must be someone above the king's rank.
Fighting with such a character will inevitably lead to injury, and as long as one is injured, one's life will be overdrawn, just like Gude's, the remaining lifespan will be consumed again and again.
This is the catastrophe for Yiran to be promoted to Nascent Soul. Originally, as long as he was a monk in the Nascent Soul stage, which is the spiritual level, he could easily survive it.
However, after the Great Ancestor and other powerful men who were equivalent to the middle or even late stages of Nascent Soul were within the range of the Heavenly Tribulation, the nature of this Heavenly Tribulation changed.
This is a declaration of war by mortals against heaven, a provocation by man against heaven.
The monsters are already overwhelming the human race, let alone fighting against the heavens.
If the Great Patriarch knew that this was not magic, but a punishment from heaven, I don’t know what the Great Patriarch would think.
Do you want to skin Yiran, the culprit, and eat his flesh and drink his blood?
However, under the lock of the heavenly tribulation, the Great Ancestor had no other choice but to endure this "thunder strike from heaven".
The Great Ancestor's face was extremely heavy. Although the attack just now wiped out the terrifying thunder, the consumption of his magic power was also extremely terrifying.
What made the great ancestor most uneasy was that he didn't know where the thunder pool came from and when it would disappear.
The unknown is the most frightening thing, even if the great ancestor is already the king in the mid-term.
After half a stick of incense, the thunder pool was finally filled with liquid thunder.
The billowing clouds became darker, but no matter how dark the sky was and how violent the thunder was, not a drop of rain fell.
"Kakaka..." Electric arcs flashed in the dark clouds.
"Boom, boom, boom..." A sound of thunder roared behind the dark clouds.
Just a little breath escaping from the thunder pool made everyone below the king's rank feel scared, and even the king's expression changed.
Because they found that the time for the thunder pool to accumulate momentum was getting longer and longer each time, and the aura became more and more terrifying each time.
The kings looked at the dark clouds in the sky, their eyes showing great solemnity.
Because like the great ancestor, they had no understanding of the thunder pool that appeared inexplicably. It would be okay if it only targets the Huang family. If the Huang family is destroyed and this thing does not disappear, then the entire Donghuang City will fall into a disaster.
"Crash."
A bolt of thunder flashed, directly lighting up the entire sky, and the dazzling light made everyone close their eyes.
"Boom!"
Everyone felt the aura of destruction, but the roar that resounded in their minds made them all lose consciousness.
The aura was clearly right in front of him, but he was unable to resist it.
Fortunately, that aura was aimed only at the great ancestor who stood at the top.
Song Yulong's chest was also rising and falling violently.
Even though he has seen the doomsday scene of the world collapsing in the Tianchi secret realm, even though he is a determined and unparalleled genius, he still feels scared because of his insignificance under the thunder.
But Yi Ran beside him and the little white snake with his head raised on Yi Ran's shoulder and staring at Thunder showed no expression changes, let alone any fear.
"Thousands of pavilions!"
The cry from the Great Ancestor’s mouth reached everyone’s ears.
Under the terrifying aura of thunder, the Great Ancestor finally reluctantly chose to defend.
The "thousands of pavilions" are not really thousands of pavilions, but the majestic scene that can be seen is still the only one that many people present have ever seen.
Pavilions, pavilions, carved beams and painted buildings, winding and twisting for dozens of miles.
The magnificent building, which is almost not much smaller than the entire Huang family, appears under the condensed sky of earth elements.
The tiles and trusses are meticulously detailed, just like thousands of real pavilions!
The figures in the sky all came to their senses after just one breath.
One of them looked at the thousands of pavilions floating in the air and couldn't help but marveled at the records of Huang Qiying in his family.
"Absolute defense! According to records, this is a magic that Huang Qiying, the ancestor of the Huang family, comprehended when he was in the spiritual level. It has absolute defense power!"
In an instant, several eyes turned to the figure who spoke.
"My clan also has records that Huang Qiying's thousands of pavilions are an absolute defense. They can not only withstand magic and martial arts, but even spiritual power."
"To be worthy of the word "absolute defense", the magic of the great ancestor of the Huang family will definitely live up to its name."
One person paused for a moment before continuing:
"It's just that there is no absolute defense under absolute power. It's unclear whether the Great Ancestor can block this thunder."
Everyone fell into silence, looking at the thunder that had hit the pavilion.
"Boom boom boom boom..."
The roar continued, countless tiles flew away, countless trusses were broken, and countless pavilions collapsed.
It's like the Huang family suffered the devastation of the forbidden curse magic of Huang Fang and the others before, but the eyes are just a replay of history.
Everyone in the Huang family who was still awake felt a sense of sadness in their hearts. The strongest backbone of the Huang family seemed to be broken.
The pavilions were still collapsing, and it was about to spread to the Great Ancestor, who was in the middle of thousands of pavilions. Some figure in the sky shouted, "It's blocked, it's blocked!"
The Huang family members swept away their depressed mood and stared closely at a battle they didn't want to see.
At this moment, they all clenched their fists and looked at the sky, shouting heartbreakingly:
"Blocked! Great Ancestor blocked Thunder!"
"Great Ancestor, you must block it!"
"..."
Naturally, there are not really tens of thousands of pavilions, but there are definitely eight or nine hundred.
After nearly sixty-seven out of ten of these eight or nine hundred pavilions collapsed, the trend of collapse finally stopped.
And those collapsed pavilions did not completely dissipate, but were broken into their original earth elements.
Another powerful feature of "Thousands of Pavilions" is revealed. The earth elements that were not destroyed after the collapse of the pavilion reunited and were rebuilt into the same pavilion as before!
"Great Ancestor is so strong!"
"Come on Great Ancestor."
"..."
In the shouts of the Huang family, the strong men in the sky couldn't help but nod. Absolute defense has its own power and lives up to its name.
But there were also people who noticed something was wrong and exclaimed:
"The thunder hasn't dissipated yet!"
A thunderbolt in ordinary magic is just a thunderbolt. After attacking the target, it will dissipate regardless of whether it destroys the target or not.
No matter what form the previous three thunderbolts fell in, they all dissipated after landing.
However, I saw that this thunder had completely turned into a thunder pillar connecting the heaven and the earth. It had an undying posture with the "thousands of pavilions", but it showed no sign of dissipating.
Hundreds of outer pavilions were rebuilt with difficulty, but the circle in contact with the thunder pillar showed no signs of recovery.
The Great Ancestor's face was extremely ugly, and the wand in his hand was still releasing magic power, but the hand holding the wand began to tremble slightly.
The great ancestor, who had lived for nearly two hundred and fifty years, felt powerless for the first time.
The king has a lifespan of three hundred years, and he has already passed five-sixths of it. He can even realize where his final limit lies.
Without this battle, he would only have thirty years left to live due to the hidden illnesses he had accumulated over the years.
Encountering this inexplicable battle, even if he could survive it, he didn't know how much he would have left in his thirty years of life.
"The Great Ancestor is invincible, the Great Ancestor is so charming..."
The shouts were still echoing between heaven and earth. It was ridiculous that no one in the Huang family, who were not strong enough, noticed that the great ancestor's trembling arms had become hunched over.
I don't know whether he was angered by the ridiculous shouts or because of the great ancestor's desperate resistance. The dark clouds in the sky became thicker, and there was a faint tendency to suppress the world.
The thunder pool looming in the dark clouds actually shifted slightly, as if all the energy in the thunder pool was being vented.
Looking at the thunder pool far away in the sky, he inexplicably felt that it was tilting a little bit again. The great ancestor was a little doubtful of his own eyes. Can he really see the changes clearly in such a distant place?
But then, the extremely terrifying power of thunder swept down!
It's like a hole appears in the sky, what falls is not raindrops but rain pillars, and what falls in this hole at this moment is a thunder pillar that destroys the sky and destroys the earth!
The thunder pillar that had not dissipated merged with the energy released from the thunder pool, and suddenly became thicker.
And not only that, there was also a purple-gold light shining faintly on the thunder pillar.
Yiran looked at the purple-gold light above the thunder, his heart finally found it difficult to calm down, and his eyes finally showed an extremely solemn look.
"Purple Gold Thunder Tribulation!"
Yiran didn't know whether it was because God was really angry, or because the Great Ancestor was too powerful.
Looking at the thunderclouds covering the sky, Yi Ran couldn't help but laugh and came up with a strange idea:
"Does this world think that the Great Ancestor and these kings are going to be robbed on their behalf, so that's why they behave so appallingly?"
Yiran silently lowered his head to refine the Thunder Tribulation Liquid that he had swallowed into his body. He seemed to be a little embarrassed and felt a little sorry for his great ancestor.
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